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  The previous chapter had a large section that was not copied over, I added it today, it belongs to the front part of the previous chapter, everyone can go back and take a look.

  Suddenly, a wind rose outside the valley of the clouds, not very strong, but like flowing water, it rushed towards the dark and mysterious Wicked Dragon Gorge. Faintly, one could hear from that dark space in the gorge a sound like an ox drinking water. Even separated by a hundred miles, the Black Bear Spirit could still hear it.

  "This heavenly tribulation's thunder is getting heavier with each strike, his magical powers are already insufficient."

  "Insufficient divine power? There are still four heavenly thunders, how can he possibly get through?"

  Hei Xiong Jing was silent for a moment, as if sensing something, and suddenly said: "The River God is helping him."

  "River god, which river god?"

  "Evil Dragon Gorge, Turbulent Slope, Embroidered Spring Bay River God Chen Jing."

  "Boom..."

  Heaven's thunder is resplendent, Heaven's majesty is vast and powerful.

  Under the lightning, in the waters of the Evil Dragon Gorge, a giant turtle lay hidden, its body covering the entire river. The grid pattern on its back was clearly visible in the lightning.

  The seventh heavenly thunderbolt falls down.

  Like a bamboo being split, bursting through the dark void.

  Above the river, there seems to be a layer of invisible airflow condensation. When lightning falls into it, it's like hitting water, splashing endless waves, piercing through and striking the turtle lying on the water surface.

  The huge tortoise's head and legs were all retracted into its shell, and in the instant when the lightning struck, a layer of clear light patterns appeared on the surface of the shell, as if the shell had already shattered under the impact of the lightning.

  The heavenly thunder fell, and the clear patterns on the turtle's body dispersed. The lightning flashed across the turtle's body.

  Darkness comes again.

  "He has lost all his strength."

  The eighth heavenly thunderbolt falls.

  The thunderclap suddenly resounded, its sound reaching a thousand miles away.

  Under the lightning, in the dark space, white and transparent. The river water has stopped flowing, and from the Evil Dragon Gorge to the Embroidered Spring Bay, a shocking giant wave suddenly rose up on the river surface. If this section of the river is like a jade belt, then at this moment, the jade belt was lifted by a pair of invisible giant hands.

  However, this wave is intangible and not a real river wave, but the spiritual power of the entire river. It's just that in the eyes of people with high magical powers, it's as if an invisible river has been lifted up, wrapping around the motionless giant turtle, forming a shape like a whirlwind above it, like a grinding wheel of heaven and earth, capable of crushing all tangible and intangible things.

  "Hehe, this River God has a high level of enlightenment. The cloud cluster formed by the spiritual energy of his river domain actually has a hint of the Heavenly Tribulation Cloud."

  "This, how is this possible."

  "There is nothing impossible, the Tao is natural, everything we see is a manifestation of the Tao. Learning from others' transmitted teachings is the lowest level, only learning from Heaven and Earth is the highest level." The black bear spirit said slowly, and suddenly the mountain monkey felt that this great king was mysterious, knowing so many profound truths.

  Heavenly thunder falls.

  Fell into the swirling spiritual energy clouds.

  Twist, spirit goes rotation, all things entering spiritual cloud are twisted.

  The lightning was like a strong beam of light entering the water, being refracted by the water. The rotating cloud mass was like churning water, and the lightning was also churned into fragments. As it rotated, the heavenly thunder continued to strike downwards, but the more it struck downwards, the weaker that destructive and earth-shattering feeling became.

  Electric flowers crackling in the air, startling the heart and soul.

  At last, the thunder dispersed and the spiritual cloud vanished.

  The darkness in the sky still hasn't dissipated, and that oppressive atmosphere is getting thicker and heavier, just like the previous eight heavenly thunders were just a small disturbance, but the real fatal blow is this ninth heavenly thunder.

  "Hehe, the river god is in danger."

  "What's wrong?"

  "There are many people who have gone through tribulations in this world, but those who have survived are few and far between. Why don't they ask others for help to ward off the calamity?"

  "Why?"

  "One reason is that there is a power in the thunder tribulation that allows the ferryman to transform into a physical form, and secondly, no one is willing to help resist it because the thunder tribulation will transfer, now this thunder tribulation has transferred to the river god's body along with his breath."

  "He River God should be able to block it."

  "It's tough, just now the eighth heavenly thunderbolt has consumed a lot of spiritual energy from this section of the river, it won't recover in a few years."

  "What did he do then."

  "I don't know, let's see what the River God is capable of, if it can't withstand then it will be reduced to nothing."

  "He's really foolish enough to go and help others ward off calamity." The mountain monkey sneered.

  The black bear didn't smile, but just looked at the River God Temple shrouded in darkness. The River God Temple was calm as usual, seemingly completely unaware of the danger that was about to befall it.

  "I think I know something," said Hei Xiong Jing suddenly. Just as his words fell, a dull sound came from the sky, without any lightning falling, but with lightning flashing in the dark clouds, drawing a blood-red slit, as if to release the ferocious beast behind the darkness.

  Under that flash of lightning, there were three more people above the Wicked Dragon Gorge. Each wore a black Taoist robe with a solemn expression. They stood in mid-air, their aura merging with the surrounding space. Their eyes all gazed at the giant turtle lying motionless on the surface of the river within the Wicked Dragon Gorge. Their sudden appearance now made it clear that they had been waiting for a long time.

  At this moment, a voice came from the River God Temple: "The evil dragon's soul is transformed into a heavenly calamity. The three true men, please retreat."

  One of the Taoists standing in the middle smiled and said: "Lingwu, what Lingwu, it's just a monster, let the river god take care of himself."

  "All living things have human nature, and the aura on his body is clear and pure without any evil spirit. Only those who cultivate their hearts and minds with a single mind towards the Tao will have such an aura. The three true men's eyes are like torches, they must have seen it." The voice in the River God Temple was not spoken through the mouth, but directly resonated in the void.

  "Haha, I didn't see any pure and clean aura, but instead saw a demonic aura in the River God Temple. I also heard that the River God slaughtered countless people in Hei Fangzhou. The heavens are just and will bring about its own calamity. River God, look up and see, what face do you have to talk about these things? Even if you don't die under the heavenly calamity, I will still eliminate this demonic evil." In the midst of this, a Taoist's voice was like a clear bell, echoing in the darkness, with an air of majesty that could drive away demons and evil spirits.

  The River God Temple fell silent for a moment before suddenly asking: "I suppose you're here to get rid of my Shifu's sister too?"

  Another Taoist suddenly let out a loud hum and said, "Ye Qingxue has killed countless people, disturbing the harmony of yin and yang. There are fellow Taoists who will go to capture her. If she knows her fate, she may still have a chance to reform. Otherwise, she can only go through reincarnation."

  In the darkness, the River God Temple was once again shrouded in silence. The temple was barely visible in the darkness when a sigh echoed through the air: "Then I have offended." As soon as this voice faded away, a purple light flashed out from within the temple. The purple light shot upwards like an arrow, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a purple hairpin made of purple wood, which pierced straight into the dark clouds in the sky.

  In the pitch-black universe, this faint purple light seemed to be the only existence between heaven and earth. For the dark universe, this faint purple light was like a firefly that was about to die at any moment, yet it had an unyielding posture, a madness that vowed to break through the darkness without hesitation.

  Faintly, a faint sword hum seemed to rise, like a gentle breeze swirling around the ears.

  Darkness was enraged by this point of purple light, a bolt of lightning shot down, as if it would not be enough to strike the purple light into powder, but also wanted to pierce the earth that nurtured this point of purple light.

  The heavens were silent, all sounds swallowed by the darkness, even time itself stopped at the moment when the purple light and electric light spears touched.

  The purple wooden hairpin touched the electric light, and with it, turned around, as if being struck dizzy, flying towards the sky above the evil dragon gorge. However, the electric light split into two, one tightly wrapped around the purple wooden hairpin, led by the purple wooden hairpin. The other was still recklessly stabbed into the ground.

  Zi Mu Jian is the inherited magic sword of Qian Luo Mountain, Clear Heart and Magic Quelling Sword. Ye Qing Xue held it in Qin Guang Wang City to summon the Nine Heavenly Spirits to descend.

  Three Taoists changed their faces, one spouted a white light, one hand appeared with a small yellow flag, and another hand held a small bronze bell.

  White light transforms into a sword, flying out swiftly.

  The little yellow flag was blown by him and inflated to the height of a person, fluttering up and stuck in the air above the three people, with its surface unfolding, forming a piece of yellow cloud.

  The small copper bell shook, and a string of clear sounds immediately rang out between heaven and earth, with ripples spreading outward from the copper bell.

  In the blink of an eye, a white light had already welcomed the purple wooden hairpin with electric lights.

  The sword transformed from white light silently dispersed in front of the purple wood hairpin, and with a touch of the purple wood hairpin it scattered. The Taoist standing in the middle spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his expression wilted, his eyes wide with shock.

  The sound wave wrapped around the purple wooden hairpin, like a water wave blocking a sword thrust, only startling a circle of ripples. The purple wooden hairpin just paused slightly, and then its momentum was unstoppable, breaking through the water, space, and stabbing towards the three people.

  In an instant, the purple hairpin had already pierced the upper air where the three Taoists were located. The yellow flag burst forth with a mass of yellow light, and a mass of yellow cloud condensed.

  Purple wood hairpin inserted, closely followed by the purple wood hairpin body of lightning as if being pulled by a thread, broke into the yellow cloud, pierced through.

  The hairpin struck the top of the yellow flag, and the yellow light on the yellow flag suddenly scattered.

  All this happened in an instant, and that other bolt of lightning had just struck the Temple of the River God.

  The three Taoists were shocked, turned around and wanted to leave. A golden light appeared on each of their bodies, but in that instant, the purple wooden hairpin suddenly disappeared. The golden light on the body of the leftmost Taoist suddenly dispersed, and he silently turned into flying ash like being struck by lightning. The second one was the same, the golden light dispersed, and the person vanished like smoke. The third one's golden light had thickened and was about to disappear when the purple wooden hairpin struck down with lightning, and before a mournful cry could be let out, he too turned into flying ash.

  Just as the three were about to turn into ashes, a bolt of lightning had silently fallen into the River God Temple. Chen Jing couldn't lift his head, but both his heart and soul were filled with a thunderbolt from the Ninth Heaven. The heavenly might was overwhelming, and all he could see was a dazzling red and white light. All resistance was futile, and he could only prostrate himself in submission. The lightning bolt brought with it the might of heaven and earth, and only now did Chen Jing realize just how powerful true thunder was. Before the heavenly might, all magical techniques seemed like mere child's play.

  The purple hairpin fell from the void, and the black turtle that was hiding in the Evil Dragon Gorge began to transform. A person struggled out of the black turtle shell, with spiritual energy surging.

  The entire temple of the river god emerged with a layer of electric sparks, and then disappeared without any explosive sound, as if the river god had been reduced to ashes without any resistance.

  The sky is scattered with clouds, and the stars fill the sky.

  "He's indeed a master of swordsmanship, no wonder he was able to kill so many people with higher magical powers than him in Hei Mǎo State."

  The mountain monkey next to him asked, "Is the river god still alive?" In his eyes, the River God Temple was shrouded in mist, and even he couldn't see through it.

  "Even if it doesn't die, it will be seriously injured," said Hei Xiong Jing.

  "Then we..." The mountain monkey said excitedly, meaning to go and seize the purple wooden hairpin, which was the original purpose, and having seen the power of the purple wooden hairpin again, he wanted it even more.

  The black bear spirit shook its head. The mountain goblin was puzzled and followed the black bear spirit's gaze, only to see a young man standing in the water of the Evil Dragon Gorge River, barefoot and dressed in black, with calm eyes, and ripples forming at his feet as he looked towards them.

  "What's that?"

  "It was him who just survived the catastrophe."

  "He actually succeeded in transforming! He really did transform!" Monkey King exclaimed in shock.

  "Let's go, return and cultivate diligently. The era of our demon clan is about to arrive, how can the name of Hei Feng not be left in the heavens during such a turbulent time?" As soon as he finished speaking, he shot up into the sky, a whirlwind of black air swallowing the starlight, and disappeared into the distance.